samisdead

"A Cold Morning"-I'm waiting at a bus stop.It was quarter to six in the morning and i'm cold and tired.The man sitting next to me is clearly hung over and trying his best to stay awake and failing miserably at it.It was very wet outside from the rain the night before.It's really chilly out so I better wrap my scarf around my neck a little tighter.I look down and see a blood stain on the bottom of my pants and I panic a little.I thought I got all the blood out but I guess I was wrong.I never thought I would take anything as far as I did only a few hours before.I couldn't go into work with a blood stain on my khaki pants.We used to be allowed to wear black pants but "To improve morale" we had to start wearing khaki pants,even black is technically the most professional color. What if someone saw the blood on my pants?They would start to ask questions."Hey there big guy you got some blood on you.What is that from?" I could tell them if was from a brutally beaten and murdered body I saw the night before,who is still lying there in a pool of the same blood in my apartment.Maybe I could tell them that it was from some animal or mybe it was from a fight.No that won't work.The blood is on the bottom of my pants.Fuck.Am I just worrying for no reason?Maybe no one will see.I'm probably just being paranoid but whatever. Maybe I have time to go home really quick and change.No its too fucking late;the bus will be here any minute.Shit. I could call in sick but I don't have anymore sick days left.Mother fucker I shouldn't have taken all those days off.It's not like I did anything positive.I guess when I stayed home all day doing coke and drinking expensive wine,I didn't really think anything like this could happen.I mean I never thought I could kill someone.The guy next to me is looking at me weird.Wait is he?No he's asleep.I'll just walk to my cubicle and stay there all day and hopefully no one will talk to me.God dammit it's Jane's birthday today.We're going to have to all get up and sing "Happy Birthday" to her. I could just stay in the bathroom for that.Oh I never thought where i'm going to hide the body yet.Maybe down at the river or maybe in a field somewhere.Oh shit does the cleaning lady come today?What is she going to think of a dead body lying on my floor.Maybe she'll just take care of it for me.Wait i don't have a cleaning lady,what the hell am I thinking? Oh i'm freaking out man.The guy next to me just woke up again.He asked me "How was you night last night?" Oh god dammit does he know?What should i say?I'll just smile and say "good." Oh good the bus is coming.Oh shit I still haven't thought of an excuse for having blood on my pants.Fuck this is going to be a long ass day.


yea I was bored so I decided to write that little story.Nothing special or any good really but I have nothing better to do.